[ Really, he couldn't have asked for a more reactive partner for his little show, unsuspecting though he was (or so Akira believes). The stall owner inspects the card with delight plain in her eyes and, predictably, asks the trick behind it. ]
Not magic. [ There's a hint of humor there. Magic might've been his response back in his own world, but here, it's so commonplace that the opposite seems more playful. ] That's all I can say.
[ She acquiesces, albeit with a smile, and passes over a deck of cards. This one goes into Akira's own pocket with a word of thanks, but he pauses rather than making his exit, glancing over at the guy next to him and then back to the woman. ]
Would something for my assistant be okay? [ Akira couldn't have done it without him, after all. Might as well pay it forward. ]
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Not magic. [ There's a hint of humor there. Magic might've been his response back in his own world, but here, it's so commonplace that the opposite seems more playful. ] That's all I can say.
[ She acquiesces, albeit with a smile, and passes over a deck of cards. This one goes into Akira's own pocket with a word of thanks, but he pauses rather than making his exit, glancing over at the guy next to him and then back to the woman. ]
Would something for my assistant be okay? [ Akira couldn't have done it without him, after all. Might as well pay it forward. ]